Handy-book of Literary CuriositiesJ.B. Lippincott Company, 1909 - 1104 psl. |
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... poets , by poets - as the name is a poet's too . Its letters , although naturally lying Like the knight Pinto - Mendez Ferdinando- Still form a synonym for Truth . - Cease trying ! You will not read the riddle , though you do the best ...
... poets , by poets - as the name is a poet's too . Its letters , although naturally lying Like the knight Pinto - Mendez Ferdinando- Still form a synonym for Truth . - Cease trying ! You will not read the riddle , though you do the best ...
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... Poet who piddled in pastorals , and prayed Mr. Urban to print them . Q came in the corner of the page with his query . R arrogated to himself the right of reprehending every one who differed from him . S sighed and sued in song . T told ...
... Poet who piddled in pastorals , and prayed Mr. Urban to print them . Q came in the corner of the page with his query . R arrogated to himself the right of reprehending every one who differed from him . S sighed and sued in song . T told ...
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... poet Sylvester in dedicating to James I. his translation of Du Bartas . SWEDISH NIGHTINGALE : Sing high , sweet Linda ! a rather successful com- pliment to Jenny Lind , under her sobriquet . ALFRED TENNYSON : Ferny land notes ; or ...
... poet Sylvester in dedicating to James I. his translation of Du Bartas . SWEDISH NIGHTINGALE : Sing high , sweet Linda ! a rather successful com- pliment to Jenny Lind , under her sobriquet . ALFRED TENNYSON : Ferny land notes ; or ...
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... poet , Edgar A. Poe . If so , and you can spare one , please enclose it to me and receive the thanks of yours truly . Mr. Greeley promptly responded as follows : DEAR SIR : Among my literary treasures there happens to be exactly one ...
... poet , Edgar A. Poe . If so , and you can spare one , please enclose it to me and receive the thanks of yours truly . Mr. Greeley promptly responded as follows : DEAR SIR : Among my literary treasures there happens to be exactly one ...
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... poet singing them to a sort of cadence as he recited them to his wondering friend . " One can imagine the scene and figure to one's self the poet shouting , - Lochiel , Lochiel , ow - ów - ow - a dáy , Wow - ów , ow - ow - ów , ow - ów ...
... poet singing them to a sort of cadence as he recited them to his wondering friend . " One can imagine the scene and figure to one's self the poet shouting , - Lochiel , Lochiel , ow - ów - ow - a dáy , Wow - ów , ow - ow - ów , ow - ów ...
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616 psl. - Haste thee, nymph, and bring with thee Jest, and youthful Jollity, Quips and cranks and wanton wiles, Nods and becks and wreathed smiles, Such as hang on Hebe's cheek, And love to live in dimple sleek; Sport that wrinkled Care derides, And Laughter holding both his sides.
208 psl. - Thou must be patient; we came crying hither. Thou know'st, the first time that we smell the air, We wawl, and cry: — I will preach to thee; mark me. Glo. Alack, alack the day ! Lear. When we are born, we cry, that we are come To this great stage of fools...
230 psl. - In law, what plea so tainted and corrupt, But, being season'd with a gracious voice, Obscures the show of evil? In religion, What damned error, but some sober brow Will bless it, and approve it with a text, Hiding the grossness with fair ornament?
125 psl. - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the LORD went out, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
711 psl. - Lives of great men all remind us We can make our lives sublime, And, departing, leave behind us, Footprints on the sands of time; Footprints, that perhaps another, Sailing o'er life's solemn main, A forlorn and shipwrecked brother, Seeing, shall take heart again.
258 psl. - Yet must I not give nature all; thy art, My gentle Shakespeare, must enjoy a part. For though the poet's matter nature be, His art doth give the fashion ; and, that he Who casts to write a living line, must sweat, Such as thine are, and strike the second heat Upon the Muses...
713 psl. - Little drops of water, little grains of sand, Make the mighty ocean and the pleasant land.
739 psl. - Sweet Day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night ; For thou must die. Sweet Rose, whose hue, angry and brave, Bids the rash gazer wipe his eye, Thy root is ever in its grave, And thou must die.
741 psl. - We have short time to stay, as you, We have as short a Spring ; As quick a growth to meet decay As you, or any thing. We die, As your hours do, and dry Away Like to the Summer's rain ; Or as the pearls of morning's dew, Ne'er to be found again.
637 psl. - Swift as a shadow, short as any dream ; Brief as the lightning in the collied night, That, in a spleen, unfolds both heaven and earth. And ere a man hath power to say, — Behold ! The jaws of darkness do devour it up : So quick bright things come to confusion.